Our meeting was arranged by elders. From there on, we hijacked the alliance.
Much to the consternation of our families, we decided to be friends until we felt confident about taking the plunge.
We had a ‘courtship’ that lasted five years, unusual for any arranged marriage.
He was in Mangalore, I in Chennai. Every day, after 8 p.m. we would have these telephonic conversations that stretched upto midnight. As he called me more often, his phone bills ran into thousands of rupees.
Even now he jokes that if he had kept all that money aside, he would have managed to buy a piece of land in Chennai or Mangalore.
Common interests do much for a marriage. If both are working, husband and wife should try to understand each others professions.
Although a doctor, advertising is not strange to him and he assists me in my ad campaigns. When he started out, ‘fonts’ were ‘ponts’ to him.
Advertising requires its practitioners to burn the midnight oil and he is understanding when my work extends beyond usual timings.
As he did not know Tamil, I used to interpret his patients’ questions for him.
Thanks to my huge phone bills, the team at the Telephone Exchange in Mangalore suspected foul-play. They ‘alerted’ me that someone was misusing my phone. They did not think that I could be in love and chatting away everyday with a beautiful lady in Chennai.
Apart from my own consultancy, I was attached to a hospital. This meant I had little time for anything else. When I began to restrict myself to my clinic, I suddenly found time to pick up other skills. As the consultations are over in the morning, I spend the day with her. Even accompanying her sometimes to meet her Clients. This way, I am partners with her at work too.
As told to PRINCE FREDERICK